C.E.O. lyrics
by J. Stone
[Intro]
Yeah
[Chorus]
I'm a C.E.O. I think I'm Suge n*gga (I'm Suge n*gga)
She gon' bust it open for a hood n*gga (For a hood n*gga)
Self made, got it out the mud, n*gga (Streets n*gga)
I'm well paid and I'm still a thug n*gga (Still from the hood)
[Verse 1]
I'm in the GQ magazine with Nipsey and Lauren (For real)
I'm made in America but all my cars foreign (For real)
Y'all n*ggas sleep, I be up at six in the mornin' (I'm up)
Y'all n*ggas stagnant, I be all around the world tourin' (Let's go)
I'm really from the block n*gga, I took shots n*gga
Now I'm at the Peppermint Club takin' shots with Jigga
Blew a wood with Dave Chappelle, y'alls not the n*ggas (Facts)
I know y'all rather see me fail but can't stop me n*gga (Nah)
Yeah, I'm respected in every ghetto (What else?)
I used to push hard rock and carry heavy metal (What else?)
I turned a lil' into a lot, b*tch, I never settled (Then what?)
I'm on another level, was dancin' with the devil
[Chorus]
I'm a C.E.O. I think I'm Suge n*gga (I'm Suge n*gga)
She gon' bust it open for a hood n*gga (For a hood n*gga)
Self made, got it out the mud, n*gga (Mud n*gga)
I'm well paid and I'm still a thug n*gga
[Verse 2]
Went to sleep thinkin' 'bout hopw we got here (What else?)
Then I woke up in a Maybach, it don't stop there
Wipe the sleep off my eyes, chauffer said "Next location" (What else?)
Couldn't make it to the room, I f*cked her in the elevator
f*ck her then I elevate her
Boss sh*t n*gga, need a boss b*tch
She ten toes down then that's hella paper (Hella paper)
Independent, b*tch, we makin' moves but we hella major (Hella major)
She want me to kill the pus*y, had to yellow tape her (Yellow tape her)
I can turn a broke b*tch into a money-maker (Yeah)
But if she got her hand out, I ain't 'bout to save her
Get rich, now or later
OG, exotic flavours
Put your hands up in the sky if you not a hater (Not a hater)
Was in the field, yeah I really drilled (Drilled)
I ain't had a way out, thought that I'd get killed (For real)
We had dreams of gettin mills, never thought it was real (For real)
I seen my homie touch some M so I wanted some Ms (Yeah)
n*gga
[Chorus]
I'm a C.E.O. I think I'm Suge n*gga (I'm Suge n*gga)
She gon' bust it open for a hood n*gga (For a hood n*gga)
Self made, got it out the mud, n*gga (Mud n*gga)
I'm well paid and I'm still a thug n*gga